Chapter 1812： Fairy Palace Conference (1/2)
Offender, die!
These last three words made the nine people present seem to be facing a bitter murderous intent. Even with their cultivation base, they could not help but feel chills all over their bodies just seeing these three words.
dead!
This is someone warning them that they can't act on Li Ye personally!
Who has this kind of ability, in this fairy palace, in this conference room where only the top ten talents on the honorable king list are eligible to participate, engrave these words on this table?
And even the nine people present have not noticed anything?
The answer is already here!
hiss!
Kuang Wulie couldn't help taking a breath, ”I can be considered a lawless person, but now it seems that I should just roll back and practice for another three hundred years.”
Before the words fell, the others did not respond. Kuang Wulie didn’t say hello directly. He had already left the fairy palace, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only one sentence, ”You old guys slowly Let's play, I won't participate in this matter, hahahaha!”
It just started, and one person left! Of course, from the beginning, some people knew that Kuang Wulie could not agree to it, and it was only a matter of time before he left.
But even if you know it, you can see at this moment that the faces of the old Patriarch Pan and Qu Xiangtian are green!
They had expected Kuang Wulie to leave, and they didn't expect Kuang Wulie to help. But the situation is different now! The line of words that suddenly appeared on the table was definitely like a bomb suddenly dropped into a pool of stagnant water.
The sudden impact made Patriarch Pan somewhat unprepared.
”Mo Wu! It seems that he is really determined to give birth to that little beast!”
The person who left this line would not be more than one hand in the entire Huanghai, and everyone was actually more than 90% sure in their hearts, except for Mo Wu, no one would do that.
”Brother Pan, now Mo Wu has spoken, this matter is a bit troublesome.”
Although Guitong looks like a seven or eight-year-old child, everyone here knows that his age can even be regarded as one of the oldest here. It is only because of some evil practice that this kind of rejuvenation occurs.
”I didn't expect that Mo Wu would actually make such a big fuss for that kid, but with his words, he really regards himself as the king of the desert sea?”
Even though it was a loss last time, Shura in Bloodclothed smiled coldly at this moment. He did admit that he was not the opponent of the No. 1 Kings List, but with just one sentence, he had to let him stop, how easy it was!
”Brother Xiuluo said that Mo Wu really takes himself seriously, even if he is strong, can he still arouse the anger of the people?”
Another person said coldly. This person is the person at the bottom of the top ten of the king's list. No one knows his identity, because he is always shrouded in black robes, known as the black robe.
As soon as Kuang Wulie left, the eight people left behind, the Excalibur Elder at this time, seemed a little hesitant.